Spying With Sir by Judy Jarvie

Author:Judy Jarvie [Jarvie, Judy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group Ltd
Published: 2016-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Dan

When it comes to fitness, Kate is my match plus a foot floored on the gas pedal. A kissable smile in the mix—which ain’t allowed.

Sure, I like that she’s hot at fitness, but I hate it in equal measure. The competitor in me can’t stand the showdown. Will she be that way in bed? My terms? Or hers?

The urge to stride over and plant a smacker on that mouth grinds inside me. Even without glossed lips she vibes me—can’t get my head around this spell.

“How do you like our gym?” I’m breathing hard but I wanna play normal. Talking lightly. Focusing on the run. Not letting my gaze latch on to her fine ass in full spray-on active-wear high definition.

“Fine.”

“Just fine?”

She grins. “I’m in the zone. Talk later.”

I block out hard-ons and force my attention from her ass in gym-pants and the impressive curves of her biceps and breasts. For a slim girl, she has undulations that a man likes. She causes craziness to my libido and brain cells.

We push ourselves to our limits. Treadmill, kettlebells, bikes and a full range of machines that ends up a full-on workout stretching us both. My legs shake, and that’s rare.

We get to the locker room drenched in sweat and endorphin-pumped, mainlining water like Rocco does sports drinks.

“Nice workout, Joseph.”

“When in Rome…can’t have these agent types showing me up. I’m a fitness hobbyist—makes me take it personally. I was kidding about the gym—it’s great,” she remarks, between gulps of water. “Full of surprises.”

“See, you’re not the only one with all the moves,” I let slip. Damn. It’s that tattoo’s repeat play on my brain track, so I hastily cover. “You’re fit. Really fit. You don’t give in. It’s not about the running to show your butt off either. Or to look cute in kit. You push.”

She stares at me, ensnares me, and I have to work not to falter.

“From you that’s a compliment, Sir.” She fakes a military command tone.

“Do you have to deflect every damn compliment?”

She shrugs. So I go back to her original statement. “Yeah—we smuggled some perks in. Without the gym work we’d go crazy. Rocco already is.” I slug water. But I’m trying not to notice the sweat patches on her intimate areas and wishing I could peel layers and push her down for more action—then really make her head turn with my moves.

She throws me completely with a random question, “Tell me about Warbie. I sense you’re his blue-eyed boy wonder. He’s fun, got charisma—I like him a lot.”

“I’d put a word in but he’s gay.”

“This I knew. So does he just idolize you or fancy you?”

“What’s not to love?” I grin. Shit, I’m sounding like Rocco. I know how much that slimes me. “Nah. He has my back. I also got his. Worked a lot of jobs together. Seen a lot of stuff.”

“Ah, you captain for that team too?” she says, and does a Jack o’ Lantern smile.

“Straight as a very straight line. Women all the way.

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